Page 52 of Gunner
Chapter 21
Kade
After spending theday with Skid, going through all the notes Scribe took over the six months after Sadie’s attack and reviewing some of the tapes from Callahan’s warehouse, all I wanted to do was get lost in Sadie. Skid left the room as I watched the video of the two men dragging Sadie off the street and seeing her limp out of the house with blood seeping through the back of her shirt, renewing my vow to destroy the fucker who hurt her.
I could see the hollow gaze she had when she walked away from her nightmare, and knowing some of what she experienced while they had her, killed a little of the goodness that still resided in me. The demons I battled daily pushed to the surface, wanting to spill blood for the woman I loved.
I couldn’t understand why Smokey and Bullet lied to the club about their deal with the crooked ATF agent, allowing everyone to think the man who delivered us guns was family, not the enemy in disguise. They allowed the club, and by extension, all our old ladies and kids, to be vulnerable. If the feds used the illegal guns to bring down the club, our families would suffer.
Skid and I agreed to confront Smokey and Bullet at the gun range in the morning, and when Sadie texted me saying she was on her way home from her mystery appointment, I said my goodbyes to Skid, leaving him and his laptop at Scribe’s cabin. After grabbing a pizza for dinner, I drove as fast as the roads would allow me to, needing to have Sadie in my arms.
We ate dinner in front of the fireplace, and as I looked around the small house, I knew Sadie and Jacob needed more. I wanted us to live together, but this house wasn’t going to fit a growing boy for much longer. Sadie took the empty box and our glasses to the kitchen while I stretched out in front of the warm fire.
I lifted my head when she walked into the room and noticed a slight sway in her hips. She bit her lip and smiled down at me before she straddled my lap suddenly. I sat up and placed my hands on her hips, rocking her over my growing length, wanting her to feel how much I needed her. She kisses me softly, and I let her lead, wanting her to find her inner vixen at her own pace.
I let one hand drift up her shirt and pinched her hard nipple through her thin top. Moaning, she rocked her hips faster, and I worked my lips across her jaw, nipping at her tender skin. Her panted moans of ecstasy were going straight to my cock. I worked both my hands under her top, dragging the material up and over her pert breasts. She leaned back, and I pulled her shirt off over her head before taking one full breast in my hand and licking her nipple with the flat of my tongue. Her hands gripped into my hair and she whined as I sucked deeply.
“Fuck, Kade . . . more,” she moaned, and I smiled against her skin.
“What do you want, baby?” I asked and bit the tip of her nipple gently.
“You,” she panted as I pulled her nipple, allowing it to slip through my teeth with a tug.
“What do you want me to do? This?” I asked and flexed my hips, letting her feel my need for her. “This?” I inquired, squeezing her tits in my hands.
“Everything. I want you to do everything,” she admitted, and I rolled us over until she was spread under me, her legs wrapping around my waist.
She arched her back with a small hiss, and I remembered her new ink. The blanket didn’t offer enough protection, so I withdrew from between her legs and offered her my hand. She stood, and I lifted her into my arms before carrying her to the bedroom. Laying her onto the bed, I tugged at the waistband of her workout pants, and she lifted her hips, allowing me to take them and her damp panties down her legs before I discarded them onto the floor.
Sadie leaned up on her elbows and watched as I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. My cock pressed against the front of my jeans, and she licked her lips as I lowered the zipper, letting my length fall from its denim prison. After kicking them to the side, I crawled onto the bed and laid flat next to her. She watched me with confusion, and I leaned over to whisper, “I want you to ride my face.”
She blushed and hesitated for a moment before she lifted herself over my head, straddling my face with her wet pussy brushing against my chin. We had done this a few times, and I couldn’t wait until her lips were wrapped around my shaft. Sadie looked down between her legs, and I winked before pulling her hips forward and licking her pussy with the flat of my tongue.
Her hands fell to my chest, and she rocked her hips, chasing my tongue as I worked her higher. Her body began to lower on top of mine, and her small hand grasped the base of my cock just before her lips wrapped around the head. I groaned into her pussy and battered her clit faster as she pumped her hand up and down my shaft and bobbed her head, taking me deeper with each stroke.
I pushed two fingers into her tight channel, and she gripped onto me as I felt her pussy tremble under my ministrations. She was licking the crown of my cock and stroking the shaft as I felt her walls constrict around my fingers just before I bit down onto her clit, sending her soaring.
“Oh, fuck. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Oh. Oh.” Her voice grew in volume as her orgasm washed over her.
She collapsed across my chest as I slowly brought her down from her release, and I felt her exhale contently as I rolled her onto the bed. Her cheek rested on the comforter, and she smiled at me as I moved behind her, gripping her hips and lifting her ass into the air. She pressed onto her knees and looked over her shoulder at me, her beautiful eyes filled with love.
I let the fleeting memory of the videos I watched, and the knowledge one of her monsters was still roaming the streets to sink lower as I grasped my shaft and gathered her release on my cock. Her fingers dug into the bed as I pushed into her, feeling her warmth squeeze me tighter with each thrust of my hips. When my pelvis was pressed to her ass and she was swallowing my whole length, I groaned at how perfect we fit together.
Her new tattoo was bright and shiny under the cling film, and I gripped her chest, pulling her back to my front as I flexed my hips. Kissing her neck, I whispered, “Your strength amazes me. I love you so much.”
“I love you,” she panted as I worked my cock in and out of her, dragging the length out slowly before thrusting deep back into her.
She fell onto her hands, and I gripped her hips, thrusting faster and harder into her as tingles grew in my spine.
“Rub your clit, baby. I need you to get there,” I urged, and she balanced on one hand, reaching the other between her thighs and rubbing her engorged clit.
I felt her pussy grip me tighter as I hammered into her, letting her feel the need I had for her in a cell so deep, I knew she was a part of my DNA. Her head dropped to the comforter, and I felt her clench around me as her orgasm overtook her, pulling mine from me in an explosion of desire. She collapsed onto the bed, and I followed her down, resting my weight onto one arm to avoid her new ink.
She turned her head to the side and her panted breaths mixed with mine as she stared into my eyes. My cock softened, and I pulled free from her, resting along her side as I gently touched her tattoo. She shifted her hips, and I leaned over, tasting her lips and stroking her cheek in awe. She took what would have destroyed most people and never let it keep her down.
Sadie never complained about having to raise her younger brothers, putting her education on hold, working harder than anyone I know, and not one time used her rape as an excuse to not live. She may have lived carefully and on alert, but she still lived. Seeing her emerge from the last pieces of her protective shell, covering the scars she hid from everyone, made me feel like a fraud lying next to her.
I knew one monster remained, and I was going to send that motherfucker to hell, Fed or not. If I went down for it to keep her safe, I would do every day behind bars, knowing I fulfilled the promise my club gave to her. A promise my President and VP willingly lied about keeping.
